“Calder, it wouldn’t be fair, on you. You’re still not over Michaela” she whisperedHe looked back, his gaze steady although he could feel that the tears were still there - just, well, hiding.
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“Calder, it wouldn’t be fair, on you. You’re still not over Michaela” she whisperedHe looked back, his gaze steady although he could feel that the tears were still there - just, well, hiding.
"Are you over whatever his name was? I doubt it."“Calder, it wouldn’t be fair, on you. You’re still not over Michaela” she whispered
“His name was Andy and yes I am. We went out for less than a week” she said"Are you over whatever his name was? I doubt it."
Calder glanced away. There wasn't a lot he could say. She apparently didn't want it as much as he did.“His name was Andy and yes I am. We went out for less than a week” she said
(No worries)Calder glanced away. There wasn't a lot he could say. She apparently didn't want it as much as he did.
(I have to help with something on the chicken run. Back in a couple of minutes.)
She paused at the door and glanced back at him, she wanted him to reach out and grab ker arm, to stop her from leaving , to tell her he wanted to keep talking.(No worries)
“Whatever I’m not getting anywhere with talking about ex’s” she said turning and walking towards the door,
The truth was she liked him, a lot, a lot more than “friends” but she knew that chances were that if they ever did date when he looked at her he would see Michaela and she wouldn’t compete with that.She paused at the door and glanced back at him, she wanted him to reach out and grab ker arm, to stop her from leaving , to tell her he wanted to keep talking.
His heart fell as she walked away from him. He bit his lip, his eyes cast down to hide the sprinkling of diamond-tears that edged his eyelashes.(No worries)
“Whatever I’m not getting anywhere with talking about ex’s” she said turning and walking towards the door,
He heard her footsteps stop and glanced up. He met her eyes and for a long second wished she'd read in them what he was trying to say. But what was it his mother had once said? You can't be sure they understand until the words have escaped your lips. Eyes are deceitful things sometimes, son.She paused at the door and glanced back at him, she wanted him to reach out and grab ker arm, to stop her from leaving , to tell her he wanted to keep talking.
In the long, long moments as he waited for her reply, his mind drifted back to when he'd told Michaela he cared for her. It was in this room. It had preceded a conversation longer and deeper than any he'd had previously.The truth was she liked him, a lot, a lot more than “friends” but she knew that chances were that if they ever did date when he looked at her he would see Michaela and she wouldn’t compete with that.
It means you're sensitive to emotions.I'll do empathy, wait what do I do if I have empathy?
"Okay, with what?" Mark asked.She spotted Mark and released Matt’s hand before walking over “Mark, we need your help” she explained
(So sorry, I really haven't had time to RP recently.)